The fat bird went to talk to the thief Xiahou, and Li Si's perception continued to spread with the mountain god's seal. He was not worried that the thief Xiahou would not cooperate, he was only worried about the big talk he said.

What if he was discovered by the God of Yunbo Lake when he was secretly fishing for white dragons in Yunbo Lake, how should he say hello?

He always felt that this was a bit unreliable.

The Mountain God Prison is in a unique lower realm space. Li Si watched the fat bird take out a special authority and entered it.

But this authority is not essentially different from the authority to patrol the mountain.

If the power of patrols is regarded as a county magistrate in charge of public security, then Feiniao is in charge of the official affairs of the document.

So no wonder this guy can distribute official documents independently.

But what surprised Li Si was that he actually found his third subordinate, a snake man with a tattooed face in this mountain god prison.

This thing has a huge humanoid head, and the face is engraved with dense runes. These runes can even swim, like countless tadpoles.

As for the body, it is composed of countless snakes, long and short, thick and thin, tangled together, constantly wriggling, and even the mechanism that opens the Mountain God Prison is physically driven by this guy's snake tail.

Good guy, another snake man card came.

"Hey, Brother Ah Fei, why are you free to come to me today?"

At this time, the snake man greeted him enthusiastically, and Li Si almost burst into laughter when he heard it. It turned out that the fat bird was a fat man.

"Get out, stop talking nonsense, mention that the thief Xiahou comes out, and I will interrogate him by the order of the master." The fat bird looked unhappy, but the snake man seemed to have not seen it. While making countless snake tails squirm, he also came to the fat bird, "Tell me, Brother Fei, I'm almost simmering here. There is only one thief Xiahou in the prison. I'm almost vomiting!"

The fat bird suddenly looked up, "You didn't kill Xiahou, did you?"

"Scared, Brother A Fei doesn't believe in our family's methods? One day I'm leisurely, I might as well come and have fun, and I guarantee you can go in and come out alive!"

"You'd better not break the master's plan, otherwise you won't be able to take advantage of it."

"What? What's the big plan?" The snake man immediately ignited a hundred thousand gossip hearts, and his originally squinting little eyes were whizzing blue light.

Fat bird took a step back in disgust and looked around, "There are three months left to pay the Shanhe tax, but the warehouse is a little clean. Do you understand, or do you have a way? If you have a way, I believe the master will be happy and may reward you with a mountain patrol card."

"Don't, don't, I'm not afraid of anything, but I really can't do anything about taxes. I'm here, I'm here, the Xiahou you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man tied into rice dumplings by countless slender snake tails was kept. When the snake tails left reluctantly, sure enough, there was no wound on the man's body...

The fat bird frowned and looked at it, but he admired it in his heart. He was tired of being played by the snake man jailer, but this gentleman still remained calm and was truly worthy of being the true nature of a thief.

However, the harder the harder it is to crack. Thinking of the task assigned by the master, the fat bird lost 3,000 pounds in so much worry.

So, the fat bird decided to go straight to the point.

"Do you want to go out?"

The thief was silent, his unique purple eyes were as calm as water.

"Let your people send five hundred great wasteland money and you can go out."

"I keep my word, now, I have prepared all the documents to release you. As long as you agree, press the seal of the mountain god. From now on, the world will be wide, and you will do whatever you want."

The thief Xiahou's eyes finally swelled. After all, no matter how awesome a person is, he doesn't want to be in prison without any trouble, especially in this prison there is a bitch prisoner.

"You're not kidding?"

The thief spoke, his voice hoarse.

"I really want to say that I'm joking, but there is no way. In three months, my mountain god will have to pay taxes. What should I do if I don't have money? He forced me to steal the little white dragon in Yunbo Lake. What can I do? With my body, I can only feed fish when I go to Yunbo Lake, so I'll come to you."

The fat bird actually said everything he had.

A strange giggle came from the darkness, and it was the snake man who was hilarious and laughed to death.

The thief Xiahou was also shocked.

"You are so open-minded."

"What's there to cover up? The situation is like this. There are three months left. I will tell you openly that this is your only opportunity. Don't bargain. If you can't pay the tax, the mountain god will be opened by the chief manager of the 36th Shanhe Camp in the southwest. In order to avoid being opened, he can do anything. Then the same is true. If you are forced to do something, I can do anything." The fat bird spoke gloomyly.

In the dark, the snake man jailer stopped laughing.

The thief Xiahou was silent. The guy in front of him who was in charge of the authority of the document was as weak as a grasshopper, but at this moment, it was really scary.

But he still tried to bargain, after all, it was already a deal.

"But I remember that Boyi Mountain is a low-quality mountain and river, and the annual tax is only 100 major wasteland money."

"Next year, the year after year, the year after year, the year after year, the year after year, the mountain is very poor. I, the person in charge of the accounting, have to see a little further."

"I don't have five hundred great wasteland money. Although I am a thief, I can't compare to any low-quality mountain and river. However, I really don't want to stay here anymore. I know a secret mine. If any ore is taken out, there will be more than one hundred great wasteland money. I can take you there."

"Secret Mine?" Fei Bird's pupils quickly grew bigger, and then quickly returned to normal. The snake man jailer who was eavesdropping had already rushed out, "Brother Fei, take me with me. I don't care about the secret mine or the money of the Great Wilderness. I just want to go out for some breath."

"Just to breathe?"

"Hey, Brother Ah Fei, who knows me, I will find out more and I will not cause trouble for you. Besides me, who else can watch this thief? What if he is full of lies?"

"I didn't agree to him!"

"What does that matter? I can't get enough taxes in three months. Will the master kill you or will he take us down the mountain to become a bandit? I'm so frank, the master can't afford the hardship of the fallen grass..."

"Shut up, I'll give you some breath first!"

The fat bird was furious, what's the point?

The Snake Man jailer was scared to the side, but soon his other head was revealed, and he was full of interest...

"You can wait."

Feiniao did not ask the thief Xiahou again. When he heard about the secret mine, he knew that this matter was not fake, because the secret mine was more exciting and dangerous than smuggling and selling the little white dragon, but the profit would be higher.

Because the secret mines are hidden in the real world of level seven.

The only thing he needs to do now is to find the mountain god master. This matter is of great importance. Once exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable, but once it is done, you won’t have to worry about it in the next few decades.

Who doesn’t want to eat something that is delicious and drink something that is spicy, and who doesn’t want to find a hundred beautiful snakes?

He is a fat, he is also a vulgar bird!
Chapter completed!